Marrying George Clooney

my husband fell tonight, smash down on the ground. it scared me. for the first time in our marriage, i felt sacred. like i could lose him, and i don’t often think of losing him…maybe misplacing him, maybe getting lost for a few hours and then of couse one of us calls the others cellphone and we say hey where the fuck are you and we catch up, and all is fine. good. safe. but tonight he fell, and my heart started to crack a little, and all this time… all this time, i have taken it for granted that it would be he saying goodbye to me when the time came.
i feel so much safer and better knowing that ken is in the world. cliched, yeah, maybe… but true.
i wish you all this kind of love.

okay.
they are:
piercing.
gorgeous.
enlightened.
joyous.
dark.
happy.
serious.
beautiful.
meaningful.
honest.
peaceful.
magical.
truthful.
filled with wonder.
i have never seen such eyes. truly. they are singular, bold, audacious.
they are summer eyes. filling a room like a firefly. sparkling.
when i see him they twinkle.

i feel blessed when he looks at me.
truly.
i love, oh so much, his eyes.